Animism.
There are spirits, and so are the dead.
It's just that most of the undead will be transformed into souls. Within seven days, souls will escape into reincarnation. If within seven days, souls cannot escape into reincarnation, they will break apart.
Some spirits that do not break apart will form different thoughts.
The power of thoughts is initially weak, but some thoughts will continue to be strong, especially some spirits that will never look back, will turn into grudges.
Grievances will exist in different forms. The fountain of grievances exists in the form of a liquid. It has no specific form. If the creatures drink it accidentally, they can control them.
Comparable, even more terrifying is the grudge.
"If you exist for more than a thousand years, you can become a grudge. If you miss ten thousand years, the power is even more terrible. As far as I know, there is a crippled grudge in the Wudu area. It is very powerful, but it has been dormant. Recently, it is slowly waking up, and those planting tides are what its minions curse spirits are doing. "
Xuechi hurried back to Wudu with the two Yejia brothers and Daojun Bingxin.
Halfway through, Xue Chi told the two brothers what he complained about.
If the grudge wants to be resurrected, it must continue to gain strength.
Planting tide everywhere is a disaster, it is absorbing power.
"But when we were in Wudu, did we encounter any complaints?"
Ye Lingguang wondered.
The grudge is so powerful, after all, the grudge is powerful, but they only feel the curse spirit.
"The grudge is very powerful, but at that time, it has not yet awakened. At most, in the next two days, it will awaken. At that time, no one can stop it."
There was so much news that Xue Chi got from the complaining spring.
Resentment did not dare to be near Wudu. It only intended to rush to Emperor Xin and then rushed to Wuxing Xinghai. After absorbing Lilang from Wuxing Xinghai, it did not have to fear the existence of the grudge.
"In this way, Wudu is very dangerous. We should not leave Sister Ai in Wudu, we all blame the old Taoist ..."
Ye Lingguang muttered and was about to attack, but looked around.
"Why are the old Taoists gone?"
Dao Jun Bingxin, who was still in front of them, had disappeared.
"He left first and let us return to Wudu ourselves."
Ye Lingri said.
After learning of the existence of blame, the old Taoist ran faster than anyone else.
"This guy, why is it so unscrupulous, without him, how long will it take us to rush back to Wudu!"
Ye Lingguang complained ...
Inside the palace, Ye Lingyue was not affected by the tide outside.
After she adjusted her breath, Shen Nian was highly concentrated and continued to draw the runes on the bones of the author.
Because Shennian did not reach the Tiannian Rune Master, she draws the runes a bit more slowly than in the dream.
Almost every twenty or thirty runes, you have to meditate for a while and restore your mind.
As a result, the time becomes extremely long.
Outside the Royal Ancestral Hall, the Emperor Zhenwu was also in a hurry.
"How long does it take to be good? The outside is surrounded by Tian Zhi."
"To shut up."
Xi Jiuye looked indifferent, looking at the direction of the ancestral hall.
"Immortal Emperor, no good, a very strange mist appeared outside the palace. Under the influence of the mist, our soldiers began to kill each other."
A little eunuch hurried over.
It turned out that the dark mist induced by the Taiyin saint had drifted into the palace with the wind.
Although Emperor Zhenwu closed the entire palace, the air and running water could not be closed.
Especially the black mist, spreading a little bit, under the influence of the black mist, some soldiers began to go crazy, they madly hacked their companions.
"What are you waiting for, all the soldiers affected by the black fog will be shot!"
The Emperor Zhenwu impatiently looked at the Royal Ancestral Hall.
There was still no sound in it, and it wasn't until Ye Lingyue's step.
Although very annoyed, and the Emperor Zhenwu still remembers Ye Lingyue, at this time, absolutely must not interrupt Ye Lingyue.
But after a while, the eunuch ran back.
"Holy Lord, after the soldiers were shot and killed, they came back to life. They are coming towards the ancestral temple, as if to attack the ancestral temple.
When the Emperor Zhenwu heard it, he became more anxious.
"Waste, how could it be impossible to shoot, use fire crossbows, burn them to death!"
The orders of the Emperor Zhenwu were passed down one after another.
But the bad news came one after another.
The soldiers affected by the black mist are increasing one by one, not only that, they are all immortal.
Even if it is burned by flames, there is no way to kill it directly.
But within a few hours, most of the people in the palace had been affected by the black mist.
Xi Jiuye listened, frowning.
He jumped up and landed on the eaves of the royal shrine.
The royal ancestral hall is high in height, and can see the situation of the royal palace.
He looked in the past, and indeed, in the middle and outer periphery of the palace, a mist of black sprites was constantly coming toward the ancestral hall.
And there are attacks in all directions, without dead ends.
Not only that, there are a large number of soldiers, they are covered with black mist, and are coming towards this side.
The soldiers were stiff and their eyes were empty, and they had become puppets under the control of the black mist.
"The situation outside is not good, how long do you need?"
Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice.
He is now a lonely family, unable to stop so many people.
As for the Emperor Zhenwu, it was also unreliable. Xi Jiuye did not expect him to repel these soldiers at all.
As for the palace, Xi Jiuye could not imagine what it looked like there.
"It takes two hours."
In the ancestral hall, Ye Lingyue's calm voice came.
"Okay, just two hours."
Xi Jiuye said, Fei fell.
"Two hours? After two hours, the palace is destroyed!"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhenwu almost didn't yell at him.
Xi Jiuye didn't say much, but he saw his eyebrows, the sky was moved, and a force spread.
The ground shook violently, and there was a muffled noise under the ancestral hall.
The ground suddenly rose a few points.
That was when Xi Jiuye used the power of Fangyuan Tianyin to forcibly move the terrain. The ancestral temple had already reached the position of 100 feet in front of the ancestral temple.
The Royal Ancestral Hall, but within a quarter of an hour, was artificially built into a solitary mountain independent of the entire Royal Palace.
No matter it is the black mist, or those soldiers who keep pouring in, it is difficult to get close to the ancestral hall for a while.
In the ancestral hall, Ye Lingyue also felt the change.
She did not expect that one day, she would need Xi Jiuye to help, which is really ironic.
Only at this time, she also took care of so much.
Most of the bones in the hands have been completed.
Ye Lingyue once again focused his mind, speeding up the drawing of runes.
Inside Wudu, the anxiously waiting for Ye Lingyue's Piao Piao and Ming Ri and others came out.
"Look at the palace, what is that in the palace?"
Ye Nansi noticed that the ancestral hall, over the ancestral hall, covered a black ghost-like ghost.